If I were 30 years younger, I could spend every day at this beach. What looks like a one-way road is actually two-lane access to the beach. It's a Peter, Paul and Mary kind of beach. Honolii Paka Beach. You go there basically for one thing. That thing is to surf, and surfers are pretty serious dudes.
Overheard conversation -- Surfer Dude 1: Brotha, what did you do yesterday? Surfer Dude 2: What was yesterday? Oh, yah, Thursday; dunno. I slept all day Wednesday.
It was really warm and very sunny at Honolii. I swear, the surfers are fanatics about showering. They stand under the shower head for a long time rinsing. Makes me wonder what's in the water or if they're in the water for so long they don't know when to turn off the shower handle.
My husband calls this guy the one-armed surfer because he makes surfing seem so effortless, like taking a walk in the park. Or in this case, a walk on the water.
I shot this photo for the simplicity of it. During our vacation, I have been sending cellphone photos to my sister in Minnesota, where it's snowing and freezing. Not to rub it in but because she asked me to. But then she complained that my captions were not lengthy enough. Hello? Picture? 1000 words?
This looks like so much fun. If I wasn't concerned that I might break a hip or maybe slam my head into the ground and break it open, I might take up surfing.
Now that my husband isn't around, hey, gotta say, ladies, hubba hubba. Yeah, if I happened to be 30 years younger and single, let me tell you.
Photos: Elizabeth Weintraub